The Gypsy Moths - 1969 - - Sometimes i think you have a cash register for a head

IT'S EARLY. COULD STOP ANYTIME. GOOD, STIFF WIND OUT THERE. BLOW IT AWAY IN A COUPLE HOURS. CKETS ON ME. 650 TICKETS. TERRIFIC! LOOK, KID, UH... THE BUSINESS IS YOU LET ME TAKE CARE OF ME. IT'S ALL YOURS, BROWDY. ALL RIGHT. WELL, STOP NEEDLING ME FOR WORRYING ABOUT THAT, OK? I MEAN, I DON'T NOTICE YOU PASSING UP YOUR CUT WHEN IT COMES TIME TO SPLIT THE TAKE. YOU KNOW, SOMETIMES I THINK YOU HAVE A CASH REGISTER FOR A HEAD. YEAH, YEAH. ALL RIGHT, KID, FINE. YOU DON'T HAVE TO JUMP IF YOU THINK IT'S TOO DANGEROUS. I MEAN, RETTIG AND ME CAN MAKE OUT OURSELVES. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN... STOP TALKING TO ME, WILL YOU? IF I "THINK IT'S TOO DANGEROUS"? JUST WHAT I SAID. YOUR CHICKEN STREAK IS SHOWING! MY CHICKEN STREAK! THAT'S WHAT I SAID, YOUR CHICKEN STREAK! LISTEN, PAL. I'VE SEEN YOUR HANDS SHAKING AND SWEATY UP THERE. I'VE SEEN YOU TRYING TO TALK TO YOURSELF INTO JUST ONE MORE JUMP, AND THE NEXT, AND THE-- JUST A SLIGHT MISUNDERSTANDING, MRS. BRANDON. I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY, KID. I'M A LITTLE BIT ON EDGE. WE'RE A LITTLE ON EDGE. YOUR NOSE IS BLEEDIN', KID. BROWDY. YOU EVER SEE HIM SWEAT, KID? YOU EVER SEE HIS HANDS SHAKE UP THERE? NO. I NEVER HAVE, BROWDY. [MUSIC PLAYING]